She Tried to Sabotage My Career After I Overslept as a Tourist – But Karma Had Other Plans

Sometimes the worst moments in life turn out to be the ones that change everything for the better.

When Maria, a difficult tourist, tried to ruin my career with lies and threats,

I thought I was finished.

But what followed was nothing short of karma at work, teaching me that the truth always finds a way to rise above.

My name is Julie, and I’ve dedicated the last eight years to being a tour guide.

It’s not just a job for me; it’s my passion.

Showing people the beauty of my city, sharing stories, and seeing their joy is what I live for.

I’ve always worked hard to maintain a perfect reputation, but that was put to the test when Maria joined one of my tours.

Maria had a knack for pushing boundaries—showing up late, ignoring rules, and expecting special treatment.

After a few days of letting it slide, I made the decision to leave her behind when she didn’t show up on time.

The other tourists were frustrated, and I wasn’t about to compromise the entire group for one person.

Little did I know, that decision would spark a war that would almost cost me my job.

But just when I thought my career was over, something incredible happened.

The very tourists who witnessed

Maria’s antics came to my defense, flooding my company with glowing reviews of my professionalism.

Weeks later, I walked into a meeting expecting to lose my job, but instead, I was offered a promotion and a raise.

Maria’s attempt to tear me down had inadvertently pushed

me to a higher level in my career, reminding me that karma always has a way of setting things right.

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